Dust of History Chapter 34: Smart creative killing tool

The howl of the wyvern sounded in the sky, Asa looked up, and saw two bat-sized shadows slowly circling around him at high altitude

Asa whispered that something was wrong. Breaking away from the army, the lonely Yiqi is undoubtedly the perfect target for attack. When he first left the general's army, he was careful to hide his tracks in the woods as much as possible, but he hadn't seen the shadow of the Wyvern in the past few days. two.

With a howl, one of the wyverns swooped down on him. In the blink of an eye, the figure of the flying dragon became bigger and bigger under the sunlight, and even with a distance of tens of meters, he could still feel the blowing wind. Asa got off the horse he was riding and began to startle uneasily.

Although I am not actually a scout of the Imperial Army, it seems that there is no time to explain it depending on the situation. Asa carefully watched the trajectory of the flying dragon's dive, seized the right moment, stretched out his hand and flew out with a fireball.

His timing was very good, he calculated the frequency of the flying dragon's wings and the momentum of the dive. This kind of timing is unmatched by any magician. Only warriors have this kind of ability cultivated in close combat a feeling of. And only the lowest level of spells like fireball can be condensed and released in an instant. That's why Asa has always liked to use this kind of basic spell. It doesn't need mantras and condensed magic resonance. It's simple and straightforward, and you can seize the opportunity to attack at any time. Moreover, the power of his fireball is by no means comparable to that of any low-level magician, it can be used as a high-level attack magic, even such a huge monster cannot withstand a single blow.

The fireball was about to hit the dragon's chest. Suddenly the fireball seemed to be moved by an invisible hand, the trajectory was skewed, and the fireball passed by the Wyvern. The wyvern was probably taken aback, and with a howl, it flapped its wings and flew back to the sky.

Before Asa had time to be surprised, he immediately saw another scene that surprised him even more. A small black speck suddenly parted from another bat-like shadow high above, and began to fall. Of course, it wasn't a real bat, but an image of a huge wyvern high in the sky, and this separated black spot seemed to be a person. That person actually took the initiative and gracefully jumped from a height of a thousand meters.

This person obviously did not use landing deceleration magic such as 'Volley Flying'. As he fell faster and closer to the ground, he became a blurred shadow under the rapid fall. What kind of person is Qing. Asa was a little taken aback. At such a high height, even if this person was made of fine steel, he could only be smashed into a pile of **** on the rocks of the high ground. If it is flesh and blood, the result is similar to watermelon and tomato.

Asa hadn't finished being surprised yet, the black shadow had already landed on the ground not far ahead.

There was an earth-shattering bang. It seemed that the entire barren highland was shaken by this impact, gravel flew across, and the rocky surface collapsed like a crisp bread into a big crater. Asa stared dumbfounded at the dusty sky in front of him, and took several steps back before standing still. This seemed to be a thunder that flew down from the nine heavens and carried the power of the wrath of the sky.

"If you don't want to die, just stand there and don't act rashly." The voice was not loud, but it was cold and majestic, as intimidating as the huge power of this flying fall. In the middle of the smoky and dust-filled pit, a figure is slowly standing up from a half-squatting position.

"Is it you?" The smoke cleared, and the man who descended from the sky stepped onto the ground and recognized Asa. His tall and slightly thin body is as perfect as a sculpture condensed by countless essences, and his face is elegant yet well-defined and resolute.

Asa nodded slowly: "I should also imagine that the one who can come down like this should be you." Even if he can't remember this appearance, he will never forget this almost invincible power and demeanor. That was the general who commanded all of Orc's forces in Orf, Gru.

On the wyvern, Asa heard the wind whistling in his ears, the trees below were like grass, and the horse he was riding had become as big as a bug, and he let it go to the vast wild highland at a glance It seems to have a panoramic view. Asa sat on a special shelf and reached out to touch the back of the Wyvern. There were large lizard-like scales, and he could feel the powerful muscles underneath moving. Even though he knew that he would never be able to afford it, he couldn't help but ask: "It would be cool to use this thing as a mount, can you sell me one?"

"In three years, the lives of more than a dozen lizardmen, the energy, financial resources and manpower invested are incomprehensible, and now only four have been domesticated. How much do you think one is worth?" General Grew's words were succinct powerful.

"How can such a baby Cedros be sold? It is really incomparable for transportation and reconnaissance of sneak attacks. Even the best air magician's flying skills can't compare with this big guy with wings. And In terms of combat effectiveness, even ten griffins can’t match it. It’s a good thing he wanted to raise such a thing.” said the old man sitting in front of Asa. Asa could tell that the old man had a high attainment in air magic. He sat in the front, and even in such a fast flight, the wind speed around him did not blind people's eyes, and everyone's voice could be heard clearly.

A middle-aged man next to him looked at Asa and said, "Young man's magic is very good. A random fireball has that much power," he pointed to the old man behind him. "If it wasn't for the teacher's quick shot just now, Mr. Sedros's treasure would have suffered."

"Oh?" Asa was a little surprised, and asked: "Then how many of you are..."

"We are all magicians from the Tower of Fangs." The middle-aged man also pointed to several people on another wyvern and replied. "Young man, are you from the Enfast Empire? You look like you are from the Academy of Magic."

"For the time being, he is the priest in the army." Asa replied, looking at these magicians more. The "Tower of Fangs" is a place similar to the Magician's Guild in the religious country in the southwestern part of the empire. Unlike the Academy of Magic, although it is purely a non-governmental organization that has nothing to do with the country, it is full of quite advanced elemental magicians and is very famous among adventurers.

"Young people's magic is very interesting. Are you interested in coming to our place to study it together?" The middle-aged man said to Asa.

"Don't poach around. Such a young man with potential must be a disciple of Bishop Ronis." The old man said. "But young man, have you ever been to our place? I think you look like you've seen it somewhere..."

"Ah? You remember wrongly. I look very ordinary, and I look a lot like many people." Asa dealt with it vaguely. He knew that this must be the effect of the elves' arrest warrant.

The journey of several days passed in less than half a day at the high speed of the Wyvern. Asa also saw the army led by the general on the road. It looks like a large group of ants from a high altitude. At dusk these two wyverns sent their party to Oufu.

Sedros welcomed these magicians very warmly, greeted them happily, and was surprised when he saw Asa.

"I saw a soldier who was alone, and I just wanted to arrest him and interrogate him about the situation of that army, but I did not expect to arrest him." General Grew said.

After listening to Asa's words, Sedros shook his head regretfully and said: "I didn't expect this to be the case. A person's loss of control caused such consequences. It's a pity that those innocent five thousand young people Soldier."

"Not innocent," Asa said. He now has an indescribable disgust for the fanaticism of those fighters. "They are also willing to come."

Sedros shook his head and said lightly: "Don't say that. Young people don't know how to see the essence of things clearly, so they are naturally easy to be fooled by others and overwhelmed by passion. It's true that you want to die for these meaningless reasons. It's a pity."

The headed old magician asked: "Is this why you invited us? But you don't think we can stop five thousand soldiers with just a few air magicians."

"It's not blocking." Sedros smiled helplessly and corrected. "It's to kill them. People who are crazy with anger and hatred, even if they spare their lives and let them go back, they will only spread more hatred. This kind of emotion will not do any good, no matter who .” He took a deep breath and concluded again. "So for the sake of long-term peace, we must kill them all." He turned to look at Asa. "This is a decision we made, I still want to ask you... what do you think we should do?"

Asa frowned and thought for a while, only to feel an unparalleled sense of boredom, shook his head and sighed, and said softly: "Kill you."

"What exactly do you want to do?" asked an air magician.

Sedros took something out of his pocket. It's a round piece of glass that's thick in the middle and then tapers off at the edges. "This was given to me by a dwarf craftsman before. It is really a wonderful thing. I found some interesting phenomena on it." He looked up at the sky and said. "Tomorrow and the next two days will be fine and sunny with no wind."

Asa faced several magicians face to face, not knowing what he wanted to say.

The next day.

Good weather.

The general looked up at the dazzling sun. This is a good weather for fighting. The fresh air of the plateau and the scorching sun on the skin will make the people fighting with blood more excited and brave. The orc city named Oufu is not far away.

Since that night, the orcs have been completely silent, and wyverns have only occasionally appeared in the sky. The soldiers were all the more motivated by the cowardice of the orcs. Although the general knew that there should be a turbulent undercurrent behind this calm, he just 'knew'. His dead heart would no longer be distracted by other things. He just wanted to charge, fight, and hear the orcs Wailing, feeling those furs and bones snapping under his own axe, shattering, dying an honorable death. These are what he puts all his energy into. When he started to choose this path, he knew that there was no turning back. He never considered victory, defeat, or the fate of these five thousand soldiers.

"There is a small group of orc troops ahead." During the march, the soldiers at the front spotted the target and reported immediately.

The general shouted in his loud and deep voice: "Soldiers, the time has come to show our courage and sword for our honor and the hatred of our nation. Kill them all."

The soldiers responded with a roar like a beast, and rushed forward like a pack of famished wolves.

The small orc force began to flee, but very slowly. The soldiers shouted and chased, and gradually chased to a flat ground. In front of it stood a hill unique to the barren highlands. There was no connection around it, but a big rock was pulled up from the spot.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the originally dazzling sunlight suddenly disappeared from the field of vision. General He looked up, and saw that the sky above his head was covered by a huge shadow. That's not a cloud, or anything tangible, that's pure shadow. The general had never seen anything so outlandish. One side of the shadow adjoined the huge rock ahead, and it looked as if it were a strangely huge hat of the hill in the sky.

Amidst the shouts of the soldiers full of fighting spirit, there suddenly appeared a cry of the limit that human beings can make. This cry was so sharp that it split the enthusiastic shouts of killing into two.

There is no other emotional meaning to be discerned in this voice, it seems that it is just for screaming, screaming instinctively, screaming to tear your body apart together. Once this sound pierces the ears of the same kind, it will immediately arouse instinctive fear, even the general is no exception. The general turned his head and saw an incredible scene.

A dazzling circular light curtain walks among the soldiers behind. All the flammable things within the range of the light curtain burned in an instant, the soldiers' hair, leather armor, boots, belts, clothes, and even skin... But these flames seemed completely powerless, Almost invisible. Even the pitch-black objects in that blinding curtain of light reflected dazzling points of light, drowning out the color of the flames.

The air is full of scorched stench. Everyone stared at the blinding light in horror, trying to figure out what it was, but it was just light, pure light. Starting from the huge shadow in the sky, a funnel-shaped light curtain gradually shrank, and then the tip of the funnel fell on the soldiers.

Sunshine. That's the only thing a soldier under this funnel of light can feel.

The light that used to shine on everything, giving warmth and life is so strong now. Even if they closed their eyes and covered them with their hands, they couldn't resist. The soldiers' eyes were completely blinded in an instant, as if they felt that they had accepted all the light they should enjoy in this life.

This incomparable brilliance directly penetrated their bodies. Under the light, all the nerves on the skin boiled and twitched in pain. The pain was so sharp and huge that it could pierce the soul, making them scream and howl with all the remaining strength in their lives. Then they smelled the scorching smell from their bodies, and heard the sound of their muscles cracking like roasted beans under high temperature.

The sun, this amiable and admirable thing for a long time, made everyone present feel terrified for the first time. Only then did I realize that the sphere that can be seen every day is so huge and so unpredictable. All things appeared extremely weak under the pouring heavenly power. The human body, horses, and objects all became indistinguishable blackness after the light, only some swords were still red and released the heat they received just now. .

The fighting spirit and courage that the soldiers had just buoyed disappeared in an instant under the mysterious and unpredictable heavenly power, and all that was left was fear, and they began to flee in all directions. But the light curtain shrouded them at an incomparable speed, scorching and roasting them.

The general was angry, furious, and he roared without meaning. He can't be afraid to back down, so he can only turn all his emotions into fanatical anger and fighting spirit. He brandished an ax and roared towards the two hills in front of him. He could see a few figures there, and this was the trick of those figures. People become flesh.

But he was immediately bathed in this incomparable brilliance, and his eyes were immediately dark, and he could hear two faint explosions from his eye sockets.

The severe pain all over his body that should have exceeded the limit of what a person can bear could not conceal his brave fighting spirit. He continued to shout and rush forward, but he could already hear his strong muscles stretching rapidly. The roots are dry and crackling.

I'm going to die like a war... he thought frantically. But even the last remaining thought that seemed extremely strong was shattered by the radiance. With a 'plop' sound, his head exploded, and the boiling brain, eyeballs, and blood spurted out of his body, and then immediately turned into a scorched black mass of dead matter together with his body. fall

The last body that was still moving fell under the light and turned black. With the sound of a blast of airflow in the sky, the shadow disappeared, and the light curtain also disappeared. The barbaric highlands returned to calm again, and the sun, as usual, sprinkled its brilliance on every part of the land, including the scorched blackness of that place.

Asa stood on the top of the mountain, looking down at the twisted and charred body on the ground. Those scorched limbs looked like burnt branches. Man knows exactly what that is. A few minutes ago, there were five thousand lively young people shouting with high fighting spirit.

The screams in those few minutes are unforgettable for those who heard them. It is the most stern and painful tone that a living being can make.

The air is full of burnt smell. Asa knows that even if he eats bugs, drinks raw blood, or even swallows live animals in the wild, he may never eat barbecue for a long time from now on.

Sedros, standing in the center of the magic circle, put down his hands that had been raised all the time, and sighed weakly, wondering if manipulating the magic made him exhausted.

"It's really amazing, to be able to combine the air magic of so many people to control the air flow." A younger magician looked at the magic circle under his feet and sighed. "It can also be manipulated freely, using the airflow to cause the refraction of light to kill people. This is really creative. It's a masterpiece."

Sedros snorted coldly, looked at his work on the ground and shook his head in disdain, his voice was full of fatigue: "It's just a murder thing. It's nothing special."

"It's amazing. It's amazing." A burst of enthusiastic applause sounded from the skinny palms of several necromancers~IndoMTL.com~ A necromancer carefully looked at the magic circle in the crystal ball and praised: "Awesome , can be rated as the most creative magic award of the year. I don’t know whether he should be classified as light magic or air magic.”

"Using the sun to kill 5,000 people, this old man is more powerful than us. At least we have to use magic to throw people on people. He can control the air pressure." Another necromancer winked and said .

"The magic circle is drawn very well, and the control is better. Although the trick of controlling the wind pressure is nothing special in itself, there may be no one who can control it as well as him. But... according to this In this way, wouldn't there be no army that can fight against his city-state?"

"That's bullying others. There are no magicians in the army. As long as someone can see through this trick, use air magic to interfere. But those dead-headed magicians from the academy sect are really hard to see through."

"Hey, hey. Everyone saw it. Indeed, none of the orcs died." A very energetic necromancer applauded to attract everyone's attention. "Two points to the virtuous Ms. Vidnina and that gentleman. And... let's celebrate that we will have two new members. This is a rare event in our Dejagu century."